I do not sell sea shells by the sea shore - because you can pick them up yourself right over there.

I like nature. I also like taking pictures that have been taken by 65,264,715 people already.

This is The Picture Of Seagulls With Driftwood on the Shore of Lake Michigan, One of Which Is Fleeing In Terror of the Approaching Picnickers - The Seagulls, Not the Driftwood. I myself have taken this same picture many times.

Today I went to The State Park. It was the nicest day I've had in a while, and not just because there were key lime cookies involved. I also got very sunburned and I think I'll be finding sand in places I didn't know I had for at least three weeks. There is sand in my bikini and I didn't even wear it.

And that is what counts as a good day in my book. And I'm not even being silly.


Looks pretty from here.

Madison didn't really agree with me while I was living there, but that might be because I didn't live anywhere near downtown, or anywhere near anything except the designated anime branch of the public library (which, granted, was awesome, but not enough to make up for the fact that other than watching lots of anime, there wasn't much to do). It's a nice place with many nice features, I was just too far away to easily take advantage of many of them.

However, if I had lived downtown and had a view similar to this one, I might not be in grad school right now. Ergo, I think it's probably a good thing I lived where I did. Thank you, Madison. Best idea ever.


It's one, two, three...

Sports are fun. I was never into team sports in school because I really hated all the pressure that went along with it (this is, incidentally, also why I really hate group projects), but I do like to watch. I was on the tennis team, which is techically a team sport, but if I mess up, it is unlikely that my poor play will effect anyone else too badly. My real sport was gymnastics, though. Still technically a team sport, but nobody cares about the team comptetition. They care about the person who manages not to fall on her head during her vault.

I always liked vault.

Back to team sports, though. I like watching them. Soccer is good, football is good, baseball is good - I'm not a fan of cricket or polo, but that's mostly because I don't understand the rules and usually have no idea what's going on - like when they're actually playing as opposed to milling around on the field. Last weekend was a very baseball-riffic weekend, as I went to two games in as many days.

Baseball is nice. Man throws ball, game is on. Man is standing holding the ball doing nothing, one is free to not pay attention. It gets slow sometimes because of this, but that's why they sell so many different food families in little plastic hats. There's always a new one you can go try when the game is boring.

I also enjoyed ye olde Sausage Race, watching the Italian sausage defeat the bratwurst again, only to have the brat rally and triumph the following night! Victory for brats everywhere!

Oh, and the team won that second night, too. Huzzah!


He... just... nevermind.

My sister recently visited China and brought this back with her. Apparently it's called a pee-baby, and when you put him in water the appropriate temperature for tea, he pees.

Unfortunately, I couldn't convince him to do so, even though I did make some very delicious, perfectly-temperatured tea. Maybe he's shy.

Also, I never had much desire to visit China (Japan, on the other hand...) until I found out how much she loved it. Hmm. We shall see. With South Africa out of the picture, there are so many more doors opening. They're just opening about a year from now, instead of in August.


I won't miss the rains down in Africa... because I'm not going there.

Well, I thought I was safe in celebrating my South Africa acceptance and, consequently, upcoming trip to South Africa. Evidently this was a foolish thought as the trip has since been cancelled.

Imagine this is a photograph of how disappointing it is to be able to smell the wild giraffe poo and then have it yanked away almost immediately. (Also, imagine you actually want to smell the wild giraffe poo. I did! I really did!)

Terribly disappointing. I'll be over here, planning a new trip. I'm open to suggestions, but I don't think I'll be going to anywhere named _______stan, as it would give my mother a heart attack and we can't have that. Maybe I could go to Hawaiistan. I hear it's nice.



So, I had a baby this morning. She's really adorable, but doesn't seem to like normal baby food much, so I gave her some shoes to eat. I'm pretty sure she's an alien baby from another planet because I can't figure out how else she would've gotten here.

See? So cute. Please ignore the fact that everything in this picture looks slightly 80s. I swear it isn't April 1st and I just took this picture this morning.

She's growing remarkably fast. Now she's starting kindergarten. I expect she will have graduated from high school by lunch.